Chapter 4

Grace dealing with the strange king

We ate in silence until Mortas sighed deeply.

 I looked over at him and he was staring openly at me. 

"I believe someone tampered with your thoughts last night, perhaps my mother or even my father. I just don't understand why," he mumbled disheartened. I swallowed and nodded.

"Someone had to have, I wouldn't offer myself to you willingly," I mumbled softly, making him frown.

"You didn't seem to mind when I was buried inside of you Grace," he growled softly. My insides fluttered and I inhaled sharply, it remembered how it had felt. I moaned softly and my eyes widened. Mortas started laughing at me.

"Fuck you Mortas," I mumble angrily and he grins.

"If you want to," he winked and chuckled. 

"Thanks for breakfast," I smiled sarcastically and stood. I walked to the sink to soak my bowl. I felt Mortas at my back. His sensitive flesh pressed against my ass. Fuck I remember exactly what he felt like. I pushed back and rubbed against him. He growled behind me and I felt my pants drop. The head of his monster was probing my entrance. I lowered my front and he buried himself inside. I felt so full and when he started moving in and out I grabbed the sink. 

"You feel amazing, fuck," he moaned behind me. I felt my insides rippling along his length and started breathing quickly. His thrusting quickened and I clamped down and cursed vehemently as my orgasm tore through me. I felt his powerful release. He pressed my back against his front and kissed my cheek and neck.

"That was better than last night," he says breathlessly between little nibbles on my neck. He pulled his flaccid cock out and turned me around. He kissed my lips and wrapped his arms around me. I kissed him back, enjoying him entirely too much. He had been correct, our coupling was very strange yet extremely enjoyable. Mortas pulled back and that odd twinkle was back in his eyes.

"Let's go shower together," he grinned brightly and I shrugged my shoulders. 

I stood under the warm spray, the king's release flowing down my inner thighs. What in the world was I thinking? I frowned and scrubbed myself occasionally bumping into the man himself. He asked for the soap and I dropped the bar into his hand. He grinned at me and I rolled my eyes as I started washing my hair. I felt him touching my back scars again.

"How did you get these," he asked me.

"From a whip for stealing food," I mumbled softly and he laughed. I turned and scowled at the ass. I shook my head and exited the shower drying myself off quickly. I wrapped the towel around myself and watched Mortas drying himself.

"Who are your parents," he asked, his damp hair in his eyes.

"I don't know, I'm an orphan," I mumbled. He looked up at me and grabbed my chin in his hand. He looked deeply into my eyes and gritted his teeth.

"You have angel eyes Grace, I know because I'm half of one," he growled menacingly and I slapped his hand away from my face. I stood my ground and glared at him as anger started to consume him. 

"I know that I'm a human, you're the mix breed freak Mortas," I growl low and he growled menacingly at me. I looked up at his eyes and started laughing at him. His tail was whipping around and I grabbed it quickly and caressed it. I watched him curiously as the anger faded and he started breathing heavily.

"Amazing," I grinned and rubbed his tail point between my fingers.

"It takes only my two fingers to tame your savagery," I smiled and looked at him coyly. His brow furrowed and he looked dazed. I released his tail and headed to his closet. I lifted a pair of his pants and saw the tail hole in the back. I chuckled and continued searching. Mortas entered and watched me.

"There are sweatpants in the bottom drawer, t-shirts in the second," he says irritatedly. I eyed him coldly and pulled a gray pair out and next a blue t-shirt.

"I think we should order clothes for you," he mumbled softly, watching me dress in his. 

"You could just let me go to the women's compound and I could retrieve my own," I said softly and he grinned.

"I'll send Samson," he started and frowned.

"Fuck, they were pretty useful," he says irritatedly. 

"Ask your father for them back," I suggested happily. He frowned and shook his head.

"No, you'll rush into the arms of Samson, 

I'm not stupid Grace," he growled sadly.

"No different than you lovingly kissing Dane after he stayed the night with you. I'm sure you fucked him real well," I snapped and watched his eyes soften.

"You really like him, don't you, you are gay," I laughed heartily. He growled menacingly and grabbed my arm pulling me to his face.

"There's things that a man can do that you'll never be able to accomplish," he sneered and pushed me to the floor and stomped out of his room.

"Whatever gay man, good luck getting an heir from seeding an asshole," I yelled loudly and chuckled at myself.

Mortas visit with my father 

I hated hell as much as I hated heaven. I walked to my father's residence and pounded on the door. The huge beast opened the door and eyed me curiously.

"I want the demon's back father," I stated firmly and he rolled his goat eyes.

"They're mine, although they both seem oddly attached to you and that female," he sighed. 

"I have, um, I have an attachment to Dane and Samson has one to Grace," I mumbled softly, not wanting to admit my feelings for Dane.

I'll be honest with you son, your mother is meddling in your love life, she wanted you to be with Grace. I don't think she understands that you, um, swing the way you do," my father groaned and I eyed him strangely.

"I'm not gay father," I snapped and he eyes me blankly.

"Tell me who you'd prefer in your bed Mortas, Grace or Dane," he questioned and I gritted my teeth.

"Both," I growled angrily and he chuckled, shaking his horned head.

"You can only choose one, which," he asked again. I inhaled deeply and Dane came to my mind first.

"Dane," I said softly and he nodded his head once again.

"Give Samson to Grace when you return with them," he stated firmly and vanished from my eyes. The two brothers appeared before me and when my eyes landed on Dane I felt my heart race and my cock harden. He grinned brightly at me and wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my lips. Samson frowned and tapped his hoof.

"Can we please leave before you're both fucking on the ground in front of me," he growled menacingly and I nodded. We appeared in my bedroom and I continued with Dane as Samson stormed through the castle searching for Grace.

Grace my love for Samson 

I heard my name being called and I frowned and figured I was daydreaming about Samson once again. I sat on a stool in the kitchen, my chin resting on my hands. The door swung open and Samson stood there

 I blinked a few times and realized that he was really there. I squealed and ran into his open arms and kissed him frantically.

"Whoa, slow down little lady," he laughed and kissed me softly. I melted into his embrace. I loved the fucking demon so much. He was so tall and strong, he made me feel tiny and feminine.

"Mortas chose Dane and I got you," he says solemnly.

"I told you he was gay," I smiled and kissed him passionately. He squeezed me closer and I sighed. 

"Mortas is still going to need an heir Grace and I'm certain he's going to want you to be the one that carries it," he states irritatedly. 

"I may already be carrying it, we um, were intimate twice," I confessed and he nodded his head.

"I already knew that, we watched down below," he mumbled softly and I elbowed him.

"Bunch of perverts," I growled and he laughed, nodding his head. He lifted me up into his strong arms and carried me upstairs to my room. I questioned his choice and heard the loud moans coming from the king's room.

"I have a sick desire to make you moan louder," he grinned devilishly, his eyes beginning to glow red.

"I cocked my head and laughed.

"Well alrighty then, come and get to it," I grinned daringly. He rushed for me. His cock rammed mercilessly into me and I screamed in my pleasure. I bit his shoulders and neck as he continued thrusting rhythmically in and out. I was howling excitedly at the feeling of his hard flesh stroking my sensitive parts. I looked up at him and kissed him deeply. My orgasm was close and he grinned brightly. One final probe and I shattered. I felt him climax hard and wrapped my legs around his waist.

"I love you Samson," I told him softly as my heart raced in my chest. He smiled and kissed me softly.

"I love you too Grace," he grinned and nuzzled my neck. I ran my fingers through his shoulder length black hair and pecked his cheek. He rested his head on my breasts and squeezed me tightly.

"I don't want the king to have me," I said irritatedly and he frowned.

"Neither do I but I fear if you refuse he will try and kill us both," he growled. I sighed and snuggled against Samson. We kissed each other softly and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Mortas my Dane

I made sweet love to Dane. Fuck, we both looked star struck after we both climaxed together. He was laying down with his blonde head on my chest, his exhales brushing against my nipple. I ran my fingers through his long locks and sighed. He looked up at me and kissed my lips. I pulled him up and deepened it. I felt him harden against my thigh and got curious.

"Would you want to, um, mount me," I asked curiously, feeling awkward giving up that power. He grinned and nodded.

"Be gentle, you're my first," I said sincerely and he pecked my cheek. I laid on my back and Dane lubed his fingers. He leaned over me and started kissing me passionately. His fingers started rubbing my star and I gasped when he entered one digit. He chuckled and kissed down my stomach and licked my cock. He mouthed my length and inserted another finger. It burned at first but soon I was bucking into it. I watched him curiously push my legs up and center himself. He continued to stroke me as he pushed into me.

"Relax Mortas," he ordered me and I smirked at his cockiness. He grabbed underneath my thighs and plunged into me. I growled at the burn but soon it faded and he began thrusting perfectly. I moaned loudly as he continued to hit that sweet spot. My tail curled up around his neck and caressed his cheeks. He stroked me as he penetrated me.

"Can I cum in you," he asked with a moan and I nodded my head. 

"You feel amazing king," he moaned and started stroking me faster. I felt my balls tighten and watched Danes abs tighten and I released powerfully, several spurts shot out across his fingers. Dane brought his hand to his lips and licked the substance off as he plunged one final time releasing deeply into my ass. It felt euphoric.

"I fucking love you Dane," I growl low and pulled him down to kiss him.